Can’t Win Me Back

"Lyse, you're finally awake!" Jameson held Alyssa's soft hands tightly as he caressed and kissed them longingly.

He had been so anxious that he was on the brink of tears.

"You've been sleeping for 24 hours.

You really scared me to death.

I was afraid that you were unwell! "T got a doctor to come over while you were asleep and got you injected with glucose.

You can't keep going on without food.

No matter how much you hate me, you shouldn't torture yourself.

Is it even worth it this way?" As a doctor, Alyssa knew she couldn't hold up much longer.

This bastard, Jameson, was right.

Even if she wanted to kill him, she needed to gather enough strength to do so.

"I'm craving meat," Alyssa uttered without looking at him.

After five days, Jameson finally invoked a normal response from her.

The quiver in his eyes reflected the joy within him.

"Sure...

the kitchen staff prepare

It'll be ready soon.

Lyse!" Less than an hour later, the kitchen staff prepared

in a wheelchair, two female helpers

up, groomed her, and changed her

her face when she emerged from

so, her cheeks were still sunken, and she looked

gaze was deep

put his arms around her waist to pick her

he held her tightly in his arms, a look of hatred

limbs were devoid of any strength to

her carefully to

at the dining table, he sat her on his lap and continued to hold her

that his straightened suit

your mobility is

cut the steak into small pieces and fed them

on Rose Island knew Jameson's

her

she finished

light in her eyes had faded, replaced by an emptiness, a darkness that mirrored

fingers

you'll look good in your wedding dress when you're

beautiful now." Alyssa shuddered when she thought about that drug

no longer dared to be overly resistant against Jameson's idea of wanting to marry